Missing you my love, what I daily do
counting long hours until time again
when we can be togehter. Time is few.
As minutes, hours, days drag and begin
it's as if I never knew what love takes
in this world my sweet love, you'll never find.
Goodness knows that I've made enough mistakes.
A love, which is so good for you like mine.
My muse, my heart, my love, my starry night,
you are truly the sweet love of my life.
Your love makes my living so good, so right,
just to be close to you, within my sight.
It is my true heart that you now own,
forever we two, and never alone.

06/08/2010

Author's Note: ... I love writing sonnets to you.....

Posted on 06/08/2010
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